[h3] [b]Orpheuz[/b] [/h3]

The young man narrowed his eyes at Alyona the moment the girl set her eyes at him again, and even more so when she decided to speak to him.

Not only were she carrying that defiant and resentful tone to him, but also claiming that he, he of all people would belong at the gallows. The very idea almost made him lower his guard for a moment to provide a mocking laugh, but this were no laughing matter. He had in the unfortunate circumstances decided to teach her a lesson, in the hopes it would make her understand. After all, dumb people could only understand blunt things, whereof punching the wits into their head were usually the best way about it.

But amidst his thoughts of displeasure on seeing this girl being so overly defiant and unrelenting, it made him oddly enough feel a slight bit of admiration. It wasn't the girl's will that had led to her loss, it was her body. She was headstrong. There were no doubt about it, and her power, whatever it were seemed very dangerous visually. Had his own powers not have been warped in his pathway to the world, who knows who the victor would have been? He decided he still had to reply to the thief.

[b]"Hpmh! You have quite the nerve speaking to me like that... Insolent girl. You are a girl right? Abandon your brigand ways, don't waste your gift on petty crime."[/b] He said in a serious manner, his tone was however befitting of someone who had served the lady of shadows. He had to act the part of a noble, even if his core was very distant from the literal sense. His lady had however been more than a literal noble, she were noble in heart, and as such he would also have to be.

For how else could he herd all the witless sheep away from the butcher? He didn't know how long it would take before the enemy would reveal it's face in this world. If he had to beat up some ruffians to make them fall in line, so be it. Alyona was one such ruffian in his eyes. A piece of coal which may yet become a diamond, with the right guidance. Would his battle with her put anger in her heart and make her train harder or abandon her path, then it would all serve in the interest for the coming battle. As Alyona struggled up to her knees, Orpheuz quickly withdrew his hands from where he had put them trying to hold Alyona down. Almost as if he realized he was being close to catching some disease, perhaps it were the gushing water being spit in his direction.

He wasn't worried about water. He knew that at least. Yet allowing her saliva-tainted water to land on him was not something he wanted. Even though he was well aware of that in order to purify, one would have to go through grime at times.

[b]"I will be on my way. You best find some way to dry off. And cover yourself up, indecent thug."[/b] Orpheuz grunted in an irritated manner and slid his both hands into his pockets, before teleporting a distance away so that he was out of reach for the girl were she still considering to rob him. Then again. The thought struck him. What possibly did he carry that she could rob him off?

'Ahh.. I suppose that's true. I don't really have anything of material worth with me. Something to remember for the next time...' He threw glances over to the girl to make sure she wasn't a stalker, and also in case she would say anything else in that highly arrogant tone of hers. He definitely knew her type. The kind who say 'I hate you...' when they actually meant the opposite.

[@Crowvette]